Dissecting Perceived Realities
LEXI GONG · AUDIOVISUAL POET
The eye is trained to skip.
The unconscious isn’t.
I work by surrealist displacement: one thing left inside the frame that should not be there. Nothing raises its voice. The viewer is the one who has to say it.
Under each work runs a single sustained tone. Most people stop hearing it after twenty seconds. The body doesn't stop registering it.
Giving the soul a voice through art. Offering the body a rhythm through music.
Seven paintings. Seven compartments of a train.
They are the chapters of a novel — Carriage 1111, published 2025 — and each is a station of the same descent.
I The Glance Beyond Form III Ancestral Tangle V Homo Homini Gallus
Compartment III - Ancestral Tangle — 2025 ArtEvol Catalogue, no. 206.
Compartment V - Homo Homini Gallus shown at the London Art Biennale 2025 — Chelsea Old Town Hall, London 16–20 July.
30 seconds from Carriage 1111.
A gong has no single note. It has a spectrum the ear cannot resolve into a pitch.
I don't ask sound to heal anything. I ask it to be present — and to be measurable.
Half the oxygen you are breathing was made in the sea, by something you have never seen.